Dick might have followed it up, but he chivalrously sprang back, waiting for Fred to make the first sign of renewal of combat.
"Time!" came from the boy with the watch.
"Kid, you're going to be all right; you've got your horse-sense with you," glowed Ben Badger, as he hurried Dick back under a tree.

"Let me see what I can do to stop your nose running quite so red." Soon the summons came that took the combatants back to the imaginary ring.

Again they went at it, both sides cautious, for Ripley was puzzled and a bit afraid.

He had not expected this little freshman to last for a second round.

Before the second call of "time" came Ripley had managed to land two stinging ones on Dick's left cheek, but the freshman did not go down, nor even wilt under this treatment.